Snowflakes

When I was a child I would love winter, when I could play outside in the snow for hours without ever getting cold. I could make three snowmen in an hour easy. (Mostly because the first two would be too big for me to put together, but still!) Now I dread winter, with all the ice and sleet. I just don't find it fun to have to go outside in the cold wind and rain to build a snowman that is just going to slowly melt in the cloudy sunshine. I guess that means that I have finally had to grow up, and that's kind of sad to me, that I don't find it fun or meaningful to do something that won't last. I miss not even thinking twice about makeing that lopsided figure of winter, just because that was where the fun was, not in looking at the finished project. Sometimes thinking about back then makes me think that in more ways then one, six year old me was smarter then sixteen year old me.